He takes her back in his arms as she rolls off him. He presses his lips to her forehead and nuzzles her hair a bit, filling his head with her scent and sighing. They've been off an on for so many years... and yet they always come back to what's familiar.
"We always love people who aren't good for us." He murmurs.
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"We always love people who aren't good for us." He murmurs.